23:15.

Matsuda Jinpei arrived in front of the truck that had been transformed into a temporary police base. The door of the cargo compartment opened to both sides. He saw at a glance the inside of the truck, where Rei Furuya was sitting in front of a pile of professional equipment with a headset.

He stepped onto the carriage in two or two steps, took off his sunglasses, and said hello to Fangtani Rei: "Okay, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and we are already getting along so well? Fangtani Police Department."

Jiang Gu Police Department had not had a good night's sleep for two days in a row. He was not in the mood to be polite, so he waved his hand and went straight to the point.

"Why are you here?"

If he remembered correctly, Matsuda Jinpei's people were still in Tokyo at noon today, and even went to Furukawa Kumisa's home to test it out on his behalf.

Only one afternoon passed, and this person suddenly appeared in Osaka, and even broke into the road checkpoint set up by the police. Such a coincidence was definitely not an accident.

Fangtani Rei thought for a while and looked at Matsuda Jinpei: "...What do you know?"

Matsuda Jinpei was stunned for a moment, "What do you know?"

Rei Fukiya was also stunned. Didn’t Matsuda Jinpei come here because of the matter concerning Furukawa Kumisa and the organization?

But thinking about it more carefully, even if Matsuda Jinpei found out that Furukawa Kumisa was not in Tokyo, he would definitely not be able to find Osaka and break into their vicinity so accurately.

Jiang Guling shook his head, "It's nothing, so, what are you doing here?"

Matsuda Jinpei threw his police manual over, "It's official business, I hope you can cooperate with the process."

Fukutani Rei flipped through his police manual, then put it on the table, frowning: "What official business?"

Matsuda Jinpei took out the relevant documents from his pocket, flattened them, and handed them to Fukutani Rei.

"There is a serial murderer we are tracking down who is suspected of absconding to Osaka. Based on relevant clues, we have evidence to suspect that he is now in a nearby hotel."

Rei Fukiya took the document and glanced at the official seal of the Metropolitan Police Department, "Which hotel?"

Matsuda Jinpei announced the name of the hotel, and then he saw Rei Fukiya pause as expected.

He smiled and said, "Sure enough, I knew it wouldn't be a good thing for you police officers to be here."

He found a place to sit down in the carriage and lit a cigarette. "I took a look before I came here. Your road blockade is centered on the hotel and extends two blocks away - so

That hotel is your target."

Rei Fukiya did not answer his words, but kept the topic on the "serial murderer".

"Who is your prisoner? Why is he there?"

"We haven't found the prisoner's name yet, and there is no data on him in the facial recognition."

After saying this, Matsuda Jinpei's eyes glanced at Fangtani Rei's face, and seeing no reaction from him, he continued.

"But according to surveillance tracking, he came to Osaka after leaving Tokyo, and the last place he appeared was that hotel."

Fang Guling thought for a while, the murderer had no data on his face, and finally checked into the hotel organized by the organization...

Seeing him like that, Matsuda Jinpei thought, "Is he from your organization?"

Jiang Guling did not comment, but asked him: "Is there any surveillance video?"

Although there is a high probability that the members of the organization will not look like themselves when they go out, some clues may be obtained from surveillance.

Matsuda Jinpei thought for a while and felt that there was nothing to avoid. He took out his mobile phone and called up the surveillance pictures.

Fang Guling leaned over and saw a familiar figure on the screen at a glance.

"Mescal?!"

*

23:20.

Furukawa Kumisa had just been carried back to the room by Gin and put on the bed by him. Her high fever had completely broken out.

Even though the high fever originated from the hands and feet caused by the system, the physical discomfort was real, which was why she had to control the temperature before.

If the fever reaches forty degrees like the last side effect, the person will be so burned that they will lose consciousness, let alone implement any plan.

Gin is not the type to take care of others. Since he just carried her back to the room, he just sat on the bed and watched, handing her a few glasses of hot water. This was his limit.

As for using wet towels and alcohol to cool down, it is a blind spot in gin knowledge.

Gin felt that the palm of Furukawa Kuya Sara's hand holding his wrist was hot, like a hot little stove, and spoke in a deep voice.

"I'll call the doctor up for you."

Furukawa Kumisa, who was half-closed and half-closed on the bed, half-conscious from the fever, instantly opened his eyes and said, "Don't...cough cough cough..."

She tried to sit up halfway, but lost all her strength and fell back down.

Gin pushed her back onto the bed and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt back for her: "Lie down."

Furukawa Kumisa grabbed his wrist and said intermittently: "Look at the mark you bit on my... ahem... my neck! I don't want, ahem... to be seen by anyone!"

This was also the excuse she came up with at the last minute. Their bombs were placed on the 25th floor, so people on the lower floors were safe.

If one more doctor is called at this time, one more life will inevitably be lost.

She herself could teleport away through the system just before the explosion, but the others who stayed on this floor were destined to be unable to escape.

She held Gin tightly and refused to let him call the front desk.

Gin was a little unhappy after hearing her excuse, and sneered, "He saw it yesterday."

Taking advantage of his fever, Furukawa Kumisa started to mess around: "I don't care... I didn't know yesterday... I know today... cough cough cough... I must not let others see such a shameful mark!"

Gin held her hand tightly and said in a bad tone, "Embarrassed?"

Furukawa Kumisa accidentally told the truth and simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, "Ahem, cough, cough..."

Seeing that she was a patient, Ginjiu didn't care too much and obeyed her wishes. He just stood up and said, "I'll go down and get the medicine."

"No!" Furukawa Kumisa grabbed him again.

What a joke, her purpose was to drag Gin to death on the 27th floor before the explosion, and then use the system to teleport back to Tokyo at the moment of the explosion, leaving him alone to die in the flames.

Even if he discovers something is wrong by then, he will not have time to escape from the 27th floor building.

She casually glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 23:23, seven minutes left.

Gin did not brush her hand away, but there was some impatience in his eyes, "What are you doing?"

"I, I..." Furukawa Kumisa racked his brains and simply raised his watery eyes to look at him, "I feel uncomfortable... can you stay with me..."

Gin's movements paused, and after a moment he spoke again, his tone no longer as cold as before, "I'll go get you some medicine and I'll be right back."

"Cough cough cough... No need... I will lie down for a while... cough cough cough..."

The weakness and wheezing caused by the high fever allowed Gin to easily push away Furukawa Kumisa's pull, and even had enough energy to cover her with a quilt, then turned around and walked out of the inner room.

Furukawa Kumisa:Gan!!

*

23:24.

Rei Fukiya looked at the mobile phone in Matsuda Jinpei's hand, and his eyes stopped on the surveillance screen.

He would not mistake that figure, Mescal - that figure in the organization who was almost as mysterious as Rum. The figure who shot at Gin but accidentally injured Furukawa Kumisa and then defected. He was also the one he had always thought was his police subordinate.

018 characters.

But according to the time mentioned by Matsuda, Mescal had already defected from the organization after injuring Hisa Furukawa during that time. How could he still carry out the organization's mission? Even check into the organization's hotel after the mission was completed?

No, that's not right... It's also possible that after he defected, someone in the organization committed these serial murders under the guise of Mescal, deliberately misleading the police in the direction of their investigation.

But if that's the case, why would the other party leave such obvious clues pointing to the organization's base hotel?

He took a look at the information handed over by Jinpei Matsuda. The last time Mescal appeared in the hotel was during the daytime yesterday.

——The time happened to coincide with such a sensitive time for them to snipe and kill Gin. Is this a coincidence?

Matsuda Jinpei looked at the unpredictable expression on Fangtani Rei's face and knew that it must be related to their organization.

He sighed and prepared to listen, "Tell me what's going on."

But Fangtani Rei was no longer in the mood to tell stories to Matsuda Jinpei at this moment, so he took out the police cell phone.

——If, assuming that there is a one in ten thousand possibility, Mescal has not betrayed the organization and is still working for the organization, then who is 018 who has been in contact with them through text messages?

He had a vague hunch in his mind that needed to be proven.

But before he could dial 018, his other daily mobile phone rang. He wanted to hang up directly, but when he glanced at it, he saw Akai Shuichi's number on the screen.

He put the police cell phone back on the table and answered Shuichi Akai's call.

"Hello? How are you?"

Akai Shuichi was breathing heavily on the other end of the phone. He compressed the three-hour journey into two and a half hours, and it was obviously a race against time for him.

As a result, before Rei Fangtani heard what Shuichi Akai said, he saw Jinpei Matsuda looking at his police cell phone on the table and said "Huh".

"This is Furukawa's number."

Jianggu Ling's mind went blank for an instant.

"What did you say?"
To be continued...